The survival of the thirds

Darkness The pitch black darkness, that was the only way to describe this eerie place just a wide space of black. No way of light to come in nor a way to get out. That was the dilemma of our dear little kitty, no where to escape this nightmare, just waiting for the dagger to come and end him "It is time for your punishment. Are you ready?" A deep raspy voice pierce through the tense atmosphere, the man being questioned stared up at his murderer, expression devoid of emotion as he stood accepting the fate that had befall him. "No, but it's not like that's gonna stop you" he spat glaring at the other, cat ears stood up while the voice chuckled condescendingly. The hood of their cloaked falling of their shoulder and with a maniac grin, the tall figure towered over him like a predator that had cornered their prey. The symbol carved on the masked that covered it's eyes glowed a purple hue made him paralyzed with fear. Horrified of what the symbol means, he can only close his eyes praying to any higher beings to end his suffering. "Oh you know me so well, my dear little pet" it praised degradingly as it opened its cape revealing the most horrifying thing that had ever graze his eyes. Numerous disgusting & petrifying eyes covered every part of the cape as it emits a purple fog, its eyes were directed towards the shaking hybrid, watching his every movement with such starving eyes. Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes, if he was gonna die today that monster won't be the one he wants to look at as his consciousness leaves him completely. Although, the thing he was expecting did not come, he did not get slice in half nor get stabbed in the gut even, but was getting pushed in a hole? He did not expect that. He widened his eyes as he fell through the mist. Staring up at the being that had pushed him. It smiled, a smile so wide it almost ripped their own cheeks, that disgusting smile, a smile of a monster. The last thing he saw was the monster waving him goodbye as it's numerous eyes stared down at him with so much pleasure and delight that it almost made him sick. Before darkness consumes him completely, he caught a glimpse of a bluish-gray light being held under the long pointed fingers of the monster as it waves its hands mockingly. He didn't bother to pounder on what that thing was nor he had the time and energy to think about said object as he closes his eyes, one thought crossing his mind, 'Please let this be quick' Little did the poor feline know that death was not the only thing that awaits him below "Farewell little kitty, make our people proud" . . . Opening his eyes was quite difficult with the bright blinding light that shone through the many different leaves, yet he still tried again just to find out where in the actual f*CK he is. It took him three times to finally adjust to the sunlight but when it did he was beyond confuse. He stood up, looking up at the numerous huge trees that surrounded him. The trees stood firm and tall which annoyed him, it was really cruel of mother nature to rub in the fact that he was short by creating really tall trees and making them grow really close together, she really knows how to make a short person's blood boil, kudos to you mother nature. Unfortunately, besides the raging anger this trees makes him, tall trees also meant he can't see nor find any sort of structure that could help him identify where in the freaking hell he is. How in the hell did he get here anyways? And more importantly who is he? He can't remember anything, nothing just his name and that he was part cat... 'Well this is just great!' BEEEEEEPP!!!!! 'F*CK!?!' "WELCOME DEAR PLAYERS!!!" He took his hands away from his fluffy ears and looked at the speaker that had seemed to appeared out of nowhere, it continued to explain some crazy things with a cheery tone that sends him into another whirlwind of thoughts. Dear void let this nightmare end. "I SEE YOU ARE ALL CONFUSE" 'Well no sh*t Sherlock' "YOU ARE ALL CURRENTLY IN A WORLD WERE YOU ARE GIVEN THREE LIVES. IF YOU STILL HAVE NOT NOTICE, THERE ARE 3 GREEN HEARTS ON CERTAIN PARTS OF YOUR BODY, IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME THEN IT IS BEST TO CHECK IT YOURSELF." And they were right, he looked at his left wrist and there it was three green hearts that sparkled like emeralds tattooed on. "THAT MY FRIENDS ARE YOUR LIVES, WHICH YOU ALL SHOULD BE CAREFUL NOT TO LOSE BECAUSE YOUR GOAL FOR NOW IS TO SURVIVE. THOUGH NOT TO WORRY IF YOU LOSE YOUR FIRST LIFE, YOU WILL BE ON YOUR YELLOW LIFE WHICH IS FINE, FOR A WHILE AT LEAST UNTIL YOU DIED AND HAVE ONLY ONE FINAL PRECIOUS LIFE; YOUR RED LIFE." There was a long pause, the atmosphere seemed to change becoming more dark and eerie "THIS IS WERE IT STARTS TO GET FUN." The tone had change, it send shivers to not only him but to all the participants that had been listening to this unknown voice. "SINCE YOU ARE ON YOUR LAST LIFE YOU ARE ON GREAT RISK BECAUSE ONE WRONG MOVE YOU WILL BE PERMANENTLY ELIMINATED FROM THIS WORLD" 'They don't mean that we will die permanently right?' He froze at the thought... "BUT THAT IS NOT THE ONLY THING THAT COMES WITH BEING RED, OH NO NO NO. WHAT'S THE FUN IN THAT?" The f**k they mean by 'fun'?!!? Do they think that this is fun? Do they think dying is fun? What the f**k is with this people?!? Or can he really call them people? "THE MOMENT YOU TURN RED, YOU'LL BE ABLE TO KILL OTHER PLAYERS" Did that thing said kill? Oh god he wants to throw up. He can't take in any more info from that crazy thing any longer "YOU HEARD ME RIGHT PEOPLE!!! AND WITH THE OVERWHELMING BLOODLUST THAT BEFALLS YOU THE MINUTE YOU TURN RED, YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY TURN DOWN THE URGES TO KILL SOMEONE. YOUR WHOLE GOAL IS CHANGE TO BEING THE LAST PERSON STANDING AND WHOEVER THAT PERSON IS WOULD BE CROWN WINNER AND GRANTED A WISH" "YOU ARE JOIN BY 14 OTHER PARTICIPANTS. BEST OF LUCK TO ALL OF YOU AND MAY YOU ALL HAVE A WONDERFUL TIME" And with that the only thing that can be heard from the speaker were static. 'That was...' he couldn't even find the word of what he feels about this whole ordeal. The very thought of having three lives is just mere imagination and yet here he was with 13 other people standing, three hearts tattoo in their body and knowing little to nothing about themselves and what or where they are but is determined to survive this cruel game that they were put in by unknown horrible beings. The question still stand, what do this beings get from this? What could they possibly benefit from this whole situation? Questions after questions flooded the hybrid's head but no one to answer them. The only possible way to find out is to survive Looking straight ahead with determination in his eyes he began to walk through the tall trees. As he strode through the forest,the same purple mist surrounded him and the place change, somewhere dim and misty the cloaked being now standing with the same psychopathic smile they wore before. The eyes watch the feline through the purple smoky screen with amusement. "Ah~ such determined eyes my little kitty has, too bad it won't last for too long." They chuckled darkly, the symbol once again glowing "Let's begin shall we~"